Just Nod If You Can Hear Me

HELLO!!!!

IS THERE ANYBODY OUT THERE?!?!?

Kidding! I know someone is out there.

Right?

RIGHT?!?

Anyyell, welcome to Jules Out Loud. I'm Jules. That's not my real name, but I'm sure you already figured that out if you saw my profile or the little About Me box over there to the right. That's just the name I go by on here.

I know lots of people who partake in Friday Follow so if you're a little confused, let me explain. My other blog, All You Need is Love, is where I've been hanging out for close to a year now. I guess I need to figure out some sort of blog-o-versary or something. But back to this place...

I started this blog about a week ago. This is my personal place. My family doesn't know about it. I really wouldn't mind too much if one of them stumbled onto this blog, but I would prefer they didn't. I almost feel guilty when I don't talk about my kids over there. And I try to keep that place clean. I don't cuss like a sailor or anything, but sometimes things just slip out.

I really don't have too much to show off here yet. Like I said I just started this blog last week. You can read my Welcome page - it sums up why Jules Out Loud started.

I keep telling myself blogging is not a number's game, but I love to have people around who read what I have to say. Hopefully there's someone out there who can relate to what I have to say. If you decide you like my place and are sticking around, let me know down below in the comments. I will stop over and visit your place, too!


Thanks for stopping by!

Second Guessing - A Slippery Situation

I think there comes a time in every one's life where we second guess a decision we made. Kind of like the decision BP made to not shell out the money to install a shut off valve.

Yes I'm going there. I realize that this topic has been talked to death, but I came across something that really set me off.

I was killing some time on Twitter when I saw a tweet from @BPglobalPR. I didn't quite understand the tweet so I clicked on the link included. This is the article I was redirected to.

More Dirty Details From My BP Mole

The article paints "a grim picture of the conditions for both workers and wildlife at Louisiana's Elmer's Island Wildlife Refuge."


After I read that article, I clicked on another...

"We Don't Need This on Camera": BP's Crappy Cleanup Job

Do I really need to explain this one? Too few workers trying to clean up too much land. Barely working I might add. Warning: the pictures are a little graphic in this one.


Now, I am taking these articles with a grain of salt. For all I know they were written by people who are making this out to be worse than it really is to get a story. But don't think for a second that I am not aware of how massive this problem is. I do realize there are things being done to remedy the problem. But what really pisses me off is that the oil is still spilling out into the ocean!

How has someone not figured out a way to stop that shit?!? I know Obama is down there checking the situation out and hopefully formulating a plan. I don't know, maybe he still has some hope left in him. I don't have nearly as much as I used to. And I am referring to him and the oil on that. I know he had quite a mess to clean up coming into office, and apparently here's yet another, but come on man. Get your shit together!!!

I'm not ashamed to say I voted for the man yet but I expected a lot more by this point. What I'm really starting to have a problem with is that he appears to be taking after W when it comes to disasters. It took how long for W to help out those effected by Katrina? Too long. This is looking like the same thing, just a different man with a different problem. While the problems may be different, they both had an effect on people and on the wildlife. And they will both take years and years to recover from.


What are your thoughts?

I'm So Excited

The husband has a new job!!!

That means there's a good chance I will get him back!

He has worked so hard for so long, but the past few weeks... well, I wasn't sure how much more I could take!

No I wouldn't walk out. I already said the other day that I take my marriage vows seriously. What I was ready to do was stop biting my tongue. Let me back up and explain.

The husband is a DBA (data base analyst). He holds the senior position and with that comes being on-call 24 hours. If something breaks at the office, his phone goes crazy and he has to get on his computer to try and fix it. Luckily issues like this could be done from home. Unfortunately those issues sometimes came in the middle of the night. When something broke it had to be fixed ASAP. Quite often work would take away from family time, but he would try to find other ways to make it up to all of us.

A few weeks ago the big boss created a new position. One that the husband drooled over, so naturally he took him up on the challenge. The interview process was making a web page. I'm not sure what the requirements were but I know specific elements had to be included. The time frame was 3 weeks so the husband was working around the clock. Literally. Monday was the deadline and Sunday he pulled damn close to an all nighter.

I felt bad he had all this extra work and I did my best to occupy the kids so he could work in peace. But at the same time, I felt like a single mom. Here I was taking one to school and doing all the at-home stuff with the other one in tow. We would pick the husband up from work and as soon as we were home he was off to work. So there I was, making dinner, helping with homework, trying to load the dishwasher, and Lord knows what other miscellany chore. But the point is, it was me. Just me doing all that stuff.

Hopefully all of this will change, or at least calm down a bit. I know he'll still work at home because he almost always has a side project or 2 going on, but hopefully after the kids go to bed we can lay on the couch, and you know...



Watch crappy tv! What the hell were you thinking?!? Get your mind out of the gutter!


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